"Who goes there!?"
"Seeking death, are you!?"
"Who dares invade my domain!?"
Several shadowy voices echoed from the valley, followed by six figures soaring into the sky. With a wave of their hands, waves of Spirit Storms swept over the valley, engulfing the valley-protecting Spiritual Mist, forming shockwaves that aimed to scatter the Flaming Sky Curtain.
However, the Phoenix Sky Curtain formed by the Phoenix Divine Fire, how could it be breached by a few monks with hundreds of years of Dao Practice?
Spirit Storms swept through, but encountered the Phoenix Sky Curtain, they were like ants shaking a tree. With a sweep of the flames, they dissipated into nothingness, as if they never existed.
"Not good!"
"What kind of flame is this?"
"Who is the enemy?"
